I just returned from four wonderful days at the beach.
I read a bit, walked a bit, basked a bit, but mostly — I slept.
I slept in every morning. There was no to-do list to manage when I started my day. My most pressing issue — find a cup of coffee.
I napped every afternoon. One day that afternoon nap stretched well into early evening — two hours worth of nap.
I slept every night — often to the sound of the ocean just outside my window.
In three short weeks, I will be officially retired. This excursion to the beach was just exactly what I needed to help me let go — detach — from the routines which have filled My Life for over twenty-five years.
What will I do with all my free time when it stretches out before me for weeks at a time, instead of hours?
Anything I want.
But you can bet that afternoon will find me blissfully napping. Finally catching up on the years of sleep that I lost as a wife, mother, and nurse.